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TalvinterWhen Eldwic said they needed to get their father's in a match, she gave a hearty laugh. “I don't know man. They're both so stubborn. They may never stop fighting until they die.” She never understood why some men were just so damn stubborn. Her father was the perfect example of a man who really just needed to chill at least a bit but he never seemed to settle down. He was always going, always doing something. She even wondered if he kicked in his sleep with how much moving and going he does during the day. And god help you if you're not keeping up.
Evaylnn gave Larder a light pat on the head as she following along side of Eldwic. She was content to just follow along. She found herself always looking at Eldwic as a little, shy brother that she felt she had to nudge in the right direction from time to time. He was so shy and contained, it was almost like pulling a lid off a jam jar, sometimes you really just needed to get a spoon and pop that thing off. She was determined, one of these days, to pop Eldwic's lid off and show him off to the world. He was too good of a boy to be hiding behind people and being so shy. He's never going to find a wife if he's always hiding behind Evalynn's hair.
She pushed the door open to the sound of music and loud chatting in the pub. She smiled broadly as she strolled in confidently. A few patrons stopped to take a peek at them but mostly they were ignored. There was too much merriment and fun to be had now that the barb was in with his musical instruments and tales of adventure.
She paused to take a look around until she found a small, intimate table off in the corner of the room. It seemed to be the only table open for them so she grabbed Eldwic's hand and pulled him along, swerving around the standing and dancing people. “Come on, Wic! Let's get it before someone else does!” Evalynn called him Wic, not just because it was short for his name but because he always reminded her of a candle wick, just waiting for a fire to be put to him to really watch him shine. She squeezed between two large men, tugging Eldwic along behind her. “'Cuse us.” She said as she pushed through and practically dove at the table. There was another couple heading their way to the table and she wanted to make sure they got there first.
Evaylnn gave Larder a light pat on the head as she following along side of Eldwic. She was content to just follow along. She found herself always looking at Eldwic as a little, shy brother that she felt she had to nudge in the right direction from time to time. He was so shy and contained, it was almost like pulling a lid off a jam jar, sometimes you really just needed to get a spoon and pop that thing off. She was determined, one of these days, to pop Eldwic's lid off and show him off to the world. He was too good of a boy to be hiding behind people and being so shy. He's never going to find a wife if he's always hiding behind Evalynn's hair.
She pushed the door open to the sound of music and loud chatting in the pub. She smiled broadly as she strolled in confidently. A few patrons stopped to take a peek at them but mostly they were ignored. There was too much merriment and fun to be had now that the barb was in with his musical instruments and tales of adventure.
She paused to take a look around until she found a small, intimate table off in the corner of the room. It seemed to be the only table open for them so she grabbed Eldwic's hand and pulled him along, swerving around the standing and dancing people. “Come on, Wic! Let's get it before someone else does!” Evalynn called him Wic, not just because it was short for his name but because he always reminded her of a candle wick, just waiting for a fire to be put to him to really watch him shine. She squeezed between two large men, tugging Eldwic along behind her. “'Cuse us.” She said as she pushed through and practically dove at the table. There was another couple heading their way to the table and she wanted to make sure they got there first.
